A drug-induced haze, I stagger through the smoke Out of my nut on pills and coke Taking in the sights, the smells, the sounds Of dirty old London Town
A twisted beauty, we walk amongst flies Met with disgust and accusing eyes Windows to a barren soul I'm out of cash and I'm on the dole
Missing links of broken chains Statistics wrapped in flesh Forbidden pleasures when alive Are worshipped here in death To feel it is to need it, is to taste what lies within A bag of nerves, a broken man, a total waste of skin
Fear and loathing in London town Fear and loathing in London town Fear and loathing in London town Fear and loathing in London town
Lurid colours and exquisite sounds are all since long forgotten What once was beauty turns to pain, an ecstasy gone rotten Reality and phobia returns with startling swiftness Introducing to the stomach emptiness and sicknessTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
